Upon hearing this, Lachlan and Danton exchanged a glance.
Both were the rare, bashful type on the Beastman Continent, typically the more passive ones in bed. Now, faced with stripping off their beast skins in public, they naturally hesitated, their long fingers resting on their waists, unwilling to move.
As for Loras, he hugged his stiff arms even tighter, his gaze on Evangeline complex as he seemed to want to say something but held back.
Thorne, on the other hand, was the most forthright.
With a raised eyebrow and a playful smirk on his thin lips, he casually ripped off his beast skin. Instantly, a powerful, wild physique was laid bare for all to see—broad shoulders, a narrow waist with sharp lines, every inch of muscle humming with explosive power.
What was most eye-catching was his formidable endowment, impressive even in a relaxed state.
Evangeline glanced over. The size was indeed remarkable, casting an arrogant shadow in the flickering firelight.
